Chapter 36 Little Talks
*Asher*
She’s a wreck as she stands in front of my door. However, seeing her beautiful face and body, and yes, even the tears wretches in my heart. I can’t believe she’s here. Why is she standing at my front door, distressed?
Instead of answering me, she shows me some pictures online. I stare at the phone, confused at what I’m seeing. It’s me and Courtney? It’s from over a year ago, and I reach out and take her phone. She crosses her arms and blurts out, “Why the hell didn’t you call me back?”
“What?” I look at her like she asked me where babies come from. I’m still trying to get it through my head how she’s in Little Rock. Millions of questions fly through my brain, but I can’t settle on one. All this silence, and here she is, looking right at me with tear-stained cheeks.
She huffs. “I gave you space like Mark asked. It was fucking torture, but I did it because I understood how important it was that you needed to work things out on your own. But you never called me back and—”